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O me my pleasant rambles by the lake	A
My sweet wild fresh three quarters of a year	B
My one Oasis in the dust and drouth	C
Of city life I was a sketcher then	D
See here my doing curves of mountain bridge	E
Boat island ruins of a castle built	F
When men knew how to build upon a rock	G
With turrets lichen gilded like a rock	G
And here new comers in an ancient hold	H
New comers from the Mersey millionaires	I
Here lived the Hills a Tudor chimnied bulk	J
Of mellow brickwork on an isle of bowers	K
O me my pleasant rambles by the lake	A
With Edwin Morris and with Edward Bull	L
The curate he was fatter than his cure	M
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But Edwin Morris he that knew the names	N
Long learned names of agaric moss and fern	O
Who forged a thousand theories of the rocks	P
Who taught me how to skate to row to swim	Q
Who read me rhymes elaborately good	R
His own I call'd him Crichton for he seem'd	S
All perfect finish'd to the finger nail	T
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And once I ask'd him of his early life	U
And his first passion and he answer'd me	V
And well his words became him was he not	W
A full cell'd honeycomb of eloquence	X
Stored from all flowers Poet like he spoke	Y
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'My love for Nature is as old as I	Z
But thirty moons one honeymoon to that	A2
And three rich sennights more my love for her	B2
My love for Nature and my love for her	B2
Of different ages like twin sisters grew	C2
Twin sisters differently beautiful	D2
To some full music rose and sank the sun	E2
And some full music seem'd to move and change	F2
With all the varied changes of the dark	G2
And either twilight and the day between	H2
For daily hope fulfill'd to rise again	D
Revolving toward fulfilment made it sweet	I2
To walk to sit to sleep to wake to breathe '	-
	-
Or this or something like to this he spoke	Y
Then said the fat faced curate Edward Bull	L
'I take it God made the woman for the man	J2
And for the good and increase of the world	K2
A pretty face is well and this is well	L2
To have a dame indoors that trims us up	M2
And keeps us tight but these unreal ways	N2
Seem but the theme of writers and indeed	O2
Worn threadbare Man is made of solid stuff	P2
I say God made the woman for the man	J2
And for the good and increase of the world '	-
	-
'Parson ' said I 'you pitch the pipe too low	Q2
But I have sudden touches and can run	E2
My faith beyond my practice into his	R2
Tho' if in dancing after Letty Hill	S2
I do not hear the bells upon my cap	T2
I scarce hear other music yet say on	U2
What should one give to light on such a dream '	-
I ask'd him half sardonically	V
'Give	P2
Give all thou art ' he answer'd and a light	V2
Of laughter dimpled in his swarthy cheek	W2
'I would have hid her needle in my heart	X2
To save her little finger from a scratch	Y2
No deeper than the skin my ears could hear	Z2
Her lightest breaths her least remark was worth	C
The experience of the wise I went and came	A3
Her voice fled always thro' the summer land	B3
I spoke her name alone Thrice happy days	N2
The flower of each those moments when we met	C3
The crown of all we met to part no more '	-
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Were not his words delicious I a beast	D3
To take them as I did but something jarr'd	E3
Whether he spoke too largely that there seem'd	S
A touch of something false some self conceit	I2
Or over smoothness howsoe'er it was	F3
He scarcely hit my humour and I said	G3
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'Friend Edwin do not think yourself alone	H3
Of all men happy Shall not Love to me	V
As in the Latin song I learnt at school	I3
Sneeze out a full God bless you right and left	J3
But you can talk yours is a kindly vein	K3
I have I think Heaven knows as much within	L3
Have or should have but for a thought or two	C2
That like a purple beech among the greens	M3
Looks out of place 'tis from no want in her	B2
It is my shyness or my self distrust	N3
Or something of a wayward modern mind	O3
Dissecting passion Time will set me right '	-
	-
So spoke I knowing not the things that were	B2
Then said the fat faced curate Edward Bull	L
'God made the woman for the use of man	J2
And for the good and increase of the world'	O3
And I and Edwin laugh'd and now we paused	O3
About the windings of the marge to hear	Z2
The soft wind blowing over meadowy holms	M3
And alders garden isles and now we left	O3
The clerk behind us I and he and ran	J2
By ripply shallows of the lisping lake	A
Delighted with the freshness and the sound	O3
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But when the bracken rusted on their crags	M3
My suit had wither'd nipt to death by him	Q
That was a God and is a lawyer's clerk	P3
The rentroll Cupid of our rainy isles	M3
'Tis true we met one hour I had no more	Q3
She sent a note the seal an Elle vous suit	O3
The close 'Your Letty only yours' and this	M3
Thrice underscored The friendly mist of morn	R3
Clung to the lake I boated over ran	J2
My craft aground and heard with beating heart	O3
The Sweet Gale rustle round the shelving keel	S3
And out I stept and up I crept she moved	O3
Like Proserpine in Enna gathering flowers	M3
Then low and sweet I whistled thrice and she	V
She turn'd we closed we kiss'd swore faith I breathed	O3
In some new planet a silent cousin stole	T3
Upon us and departed 'Leave ' she cried	O3
'O leave me ' 'Never dearest never here	Z2
I brave the worst ' and while we stood like fools	M3
Embracing all at once a score of pugs	M3
And poodles yell'd within and out they came	A3
Trustees and Aunts and Uncles 'What with him	Q
'Go' shrill'd the cotton spinning chorus 'him '	-
I choked Again they shriek'd the burthen 'Him '	-
Again with hands of wild rejection 'Go	P3
Girl get you in ' She went and in one month	C
They wedded her to sixty thousand pounds	M3
To lands in Kent and messuages in York	P3
And slight Sir Robert with his watery smile	U3
And educated whisker But for me	V
They set an ancient creditor to work	P3
It seems I broke a close with force and arms	M3
There came a mystic token from the king	P3
To greet the sheriff needless courtesy	V
I read and fled by night and flying turn'd	O3
Her taper glimmer'd in the lake below	Q2
I turn'd once more close button'd to the storm	V3
So left the place left Edwin nor have seen	H2
Him since nor heard of her nor cared to hear	Z2
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Nor cared to hear perhaps yet long ago	Q2
I have pardon'd little Letty not indeed	O3
It may be for her own dear sake but this	M3
She seems a part of those fresh days to me	V
For in the dust and drouth of London life	P2
She moves among my visions of the lake	P3
While the prime swallow dips his wing or then	D
While the gold lily blows and overhead	O3
The light cloud smoulders on the summer crag	P3

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